Falling from the top floor, the crowds standing at the windows wave goodbye to your life.
The only thing to break your fall, a car or concrete pavement.
An outline drawn in chalk the perfect shape to fit the broken bones inside.

Lying on the ground half dead, a girl screams loud:
“He jumped from off the roof I saw it with my own eyes is that not proof!”
“I won’t sleep for a week” she cries.
The first officer on scene moves the passers by down the street so not to see me die.

I want to die, never breathe life.

Running from the truth.

I never had success in life.
I wanted to impress the world, grow old and have kids and a wife.
I failed my attempt to be an ordinary man.
I’ve only got myself to blame for losing control.

I want to die, never breathe life.
Never see this world again.

I no longer want to breathe life, for this is my sacrifice.
The sparks are dull in these eyes, saying my final goodbyes.

Never breathe life.
Never to see this world again.

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